When they reached Venice, they checked in the hotel and Jeremy settled in the luggage. Jerlina walked to the balcony. They've arrived very early in the morning and the sun is yet to rise.
Fog was rising from the canals that reflected the street lights rather bluntly. Hugging herself, Jerlina watched around. Some early birds were already up and other than that there was no one around.
"How are you feeling, Jeryl?" Jeremy walked to her. "You can rest for an hour or two if you want. Or do you want to have breakfast?" he asked wrapping his arm around her waist. He placed his palm over her lower abdomen and softly rubbed it.
"I am fine," Jerlina leaned on his and placed her hand over his hand. "I am not getting cramps oddly," she let out a deep breath. "And it is perfect!"
"This is a beautiful place, Joel... I never thought I'd be able to travel here this soon. I thought I'll have to save for years," she turned and pecked his lips.
